Darkened Spirits

Aslatiel · 02-06-2021, 01:57 AM

By the time Naiche pulled himself from the den and approached her, the tears were gone. In it's place was her typical confident smile. She was appreciative that he'd gone against his normal routine for her. He'd suffered in silence while she took what she needed from him. The least she could do was give him something in return, so when he requested that she join him on his patrol, she instantly agreed. Honestly, she wasn't ready to stop spending time with the golden wolf just yet. One more moment of awkwardness for him before they could be on their way. Rising from her place, the young woman leaned over and placed a soft kiss on one golden cheek. "Thanks, Golden Boy. I really needed that." Her voice was soft and sincere. Very unlike her normal confident tones. Quick as a flash, the moment was over and she was back to business.

Stepping back, she gave a little stretch, loosening her long, lean muscles. Long were the days of puppy fat. She had thinned out, becoming as long and lean as a wolf of her stature could manage. Asla dropped her forelegs and chest to the ground, hips remaining upright as she stretched. The lady's striped tail lashed back and forth a few times before she righted herself with a drawn out sigh. Turning her plum colored gaze to the brute beside her, she nodded. "Lead the way." In this instance, she would be happy to follow.

"Aslatiel"

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